The more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see What petty follies they themselves commit — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Vini, Vici, Vidi (I came, I saw, I conquered). - Julius Caesar — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Heaven give you many, many merry days! - from The Merry Wives of Windsor — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But here's the joy: my friend and I are one... Then she loves but me alone! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Benedick sat down on a bench. He would write a love poem to Beatrice. The god of love… He made up a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
